Her Anger Is Silver White

She can see everyone's anger - except her own Ai Yin is a blacksmith in Fury Town, and her bloodline ability allows her to "see anger" - other people's anger has colors, light yellow means irritability, orange means depression, and red means explosion. At the age of twenty-one, there was only ashes in her eyes. She helped others suppress their anger at the expense of her own sea of ​​anger. She didn't dare to release it for fear of hurting others; she didn't dare to admit it for fear that she would become another person. Until Samael Sin emerged from the darkness. The seventh king of hell, the incarnation of anger, had his hands shaking for the first time in three thousand years. "I need you." "I don't need you." - They are all lying. The Three Realms do not need heaven or hell. Heaven says: Anger is sin, order is justice. Hell says: Anger is power, freedom is reality. Ain said: Anger is not a sin, silence is. When Michael's flaming sword points to the world, when Lucifer's morning star light reflects the old wounds three thousand years ago, when the faceless snake in the Jealousy Valley grows "its own face" for the first time—— They discovered that what the Three Realms needed was not to choose sides, but a road that no one had traveled. Three pairs of CP, three kinds of "care" · Main CP: Ain × Samael Xin - from "I'm afraid I'll miss you after you leave" to "I'm waiting for you". After a year of separation, her lips became warmer when they reunited. · Subline A: Leviathan × Raphael - no kiss, no confession, no definition. Only the flowers at the bottom of the valley bloomed, and the tip of her tail became warm. · Sub-plot B (BE): Michael × Lucifer—the first time they looked at each other after three thousand years. "Do you hate me?" "No. But I can't forgive you." This is not a happy story The blacksmith shop was destroyed, but flowers were planted on the ruins. They are separated, but who says that being together is the end? He doesn't forgive, she doesn't wait anymore - but the leaves are still there. Embers last Purpose: Anger is not a sin, silence is. This is a story about "what is suppressed will eventually come back". The girl in the blacksmith shop suppressed the anger for twenty-one years, the king of hell refined the anger for three thousand years, the general of heaven judged the anger for three thousand years, and the faceless snake at the bottom of the valley didn't even have anger - because she didn't even have herself. Three pairs of CP, three types of people who "cannot be angry": dare not, are unwilling, and are not worthy. But anger recognizes none of this. It comes back—in the form of a headache, in the form of shaking hands, in the form of a hole in your chest, in the form of "it hurts when you walk." So this is not a "how to kill anger" story. This is a story about "justifying your anger." When you finally dare to say "I hate", you dare to say "I care". When you finally dare to release, you realize that the silvery white is not hatred, but love that has been suppressed for three thousand years.